Delizias delight

When the team at Exclusive London Models asked me to think about an encounter that I particularly enjoyed for a series they were writing for the website, I was at first a bit stumped. I get to enjoy so many different encounters with all sorts of people that it can be difficult to find those which really stand out for people to hear about. All of my encounters are pleasurable and enjoyable, but I was trying to think of the ones which could be exciting for others to read and perhaps even imagine that it was them enjoying the encounter with me. I have decided upon one which I think readers might enjoy that was a little out of the ordinary but for our own very special encounter, you will just have to give me a call and make that date with me yourself!
It was a Wednesday afternoon and I was enjoying a laid back day wandering around the shops in Bond Street. I loved all the designer brands and I had been keeping my eye on a particularly cute Chanel bag I had seen the week before. I was standing outside the shop weighing up the pros and cons when my phone rang. It was the agency asking me if I wanted to accept an appointment for later on that afternoon. My date was to be a lady from Scotland in London on business and she had particularly requested me. I was intrigued. It was not often any of us received calls from ladies and I smiled to myself as I knew it was an appointment I would definitely enjoy.
I agreed to the date and scribbled the details of the address in my notebook. The agency receptionist told me that the lady had some particular requirements and I jotted these down too, smiling to myself as I did so. I was excited by this information and all thoughts of my Chanel bag went out of my head as I spun round to catch the tube back to my place in Kensington so that I could prepare.
At six forty five that evening I was ready and waiting for my cab to arrive. My date was staying in a hotel not too far from me so it would only take a few minutes to get there especially without the London traffic. I peeped out of my window and saw the black cab pull up. I grabbed my bag and headed out the door. As expected the traffic was fairly light and within just a few short minutes I was exiting the cab at the doors of the hotel. I made my way up to the lady’s hotel suite and knocked on the door.
A tall and fairly austere woman answered and looked me up and down sternly. ‘Hi, I’m Delizia, the agency sent me’ I introduced, falling into my role immediately. The woman stepped back and ushered me into the room. She closed the door and leant against it studying me. ‘Well, I hope you can take dictation better than the last temp, although I suppose you are more pleasing to look at’ and with that she strode across the room to a large desk and sat behind it. ‘Come, sit’ she ordered, indicating a chair opposite. ‘there’s a notepad and pencil there. Let’s get to work’. I made my way over to the chair and set my bag beside me on the floor. I picked up the notepad with the pencil poised, ready to begin.
I had never actually learnt how to do shorthand but I made a pretence of taking notes as she dictated. About 5 minutes into her dictation she paused and looked up at me. ‘Take your jacket off, you must be warm’. Now this was more like it, I thought and obediently slid my jacket off and draped around the back of the chair. She continued with the dictation but stood up to move around her desk as she was speaking. A few sentences and a few steps later she was standing behind my chair, speaking over my shoulder. She placed her hands on each shoulder and began to knead my muscles. I arched my neck in response and her hands slid down to cup my breasts. She teased my nipples with each thumb and they responded by springing into life and straining against the thin material of my lacy bra and sheer blouse. ‘Mmm, you like that then, don’t you?’ it was more of a statement than a question though as she didn’t wait for an answer and began to unbutton the little pearl buttons of my flimsy blouse. With my blouse gaping open my bra was exposed. Her attentions returned to my pert breasts and she slid the lacy cups of my bra to each side so that my breasts were revealed over the top of the bra in all their glory. ‘That’s much better’ she said and she removed her hands and walked back around to her chair opposite me and sat down. She dictated in this manner for a further ten minutes and all the while I was sitting there with my blouse gaping open and my bare breasts jutting out from the confines of my bra.
I have to admit I was feeling very horny like this, my nipples were erect and the cool air from the air conditioning made them tingle so when she ordered me to come around to her side of the desk and she pulled me down to sit on her lap I can tell you that the thrill of anticipation shot through me and I obeyed eagerly. As I sat on her lap holding my notebook still, she leant forward and took one of my nipples between her perfect teeth. She gently rolled it around and licked the tip with her hot tongue. I dropped my head back and moaned quietly whilst holding her head with my free hand. She opened her mouth wider to take my whole breast in her mouth, cupping underneath with her hand and alternately squeezing and massaging its fullness. She sucked and nibbled on one breast whilst kneading and squeezing the other. I wondered if the previous girl really was a temp or whether it was all part of the fantasy roleplay my female date had invented.
My date was now all fired up and she slid her hand up my skirt between my legs. She felt the smooth silk of my stockings on my thighs and the soft flesh of my inner thighs where my stockings stopped and soft bare skin started. Her fingers gently probed their way into my panties and found the hot wetness within. Now it was her turn to let out a soft groan as she rubbed two fingers back and forth over my slippery clit. I wiggled a little so that I could part my legs and allow her fingers to probe deeper which they did. I gasped in pleasure and she let out a muffled laugh, her face was still buried in my breasts. I was loving every moment and she knew it. With a parting kiss on my nipple she removed her hand from my pussy and held my hips to manoeuvre me to a sitting position on top of her desk. She pushed up my skirt until lit bunched up at my waist revealing my stockings and now wet panties. In a surprising move she took her desk scissors and cut each side of my underwear so that she could pull them away and expose my wet and throbbing pussy. She looked up at me and our gaze met briefly. With one look I knew what she wanted and I was more than happy for her to take it. She bent over and flicked her tongue between the soft lips and I gasped in delight. I leant back onto my elbows and opened my legs wide. I wanted her urgently and I could see she felt the same. I felt her hot breath on my pussy and my clit throbbed at her nearness. She gently held my nub between her lips, toying with me as I squirmed, she sucked and applied more pressure and I could feel the white hot ball of passion build inside my belly.
She slid two of her fingers deep inside and I knew I no longer had control of myself. I strained my hips up automatically in response as I wanted more, I rhythmically jerked my pelvis up and down so I could feel her pounding inside me but she didn’t want me having any control. She slid both fingers out and brought them up to my parted lips. She slid them over my bottom lip and I tasted my own sweetness. I grasped her hand as I continued to lick and suck her sticky fingers feverishly and she pulled on my long dark hair so that my head dropped back and she could devour my neck in her kisses.
I was so caught up in the pleasure of the moment I didn’t realise at first that she had produced a little silver tongue vibe. She licked her way down my neck and circled around each nipple with the little vibrator intensifying my pleasure. I couldn’t hold back any more, ‘suck my clit, please’ I begged and she happily obliged. The tongue vibrator was amazing, I had never had one used before and within seconds I was panting and gasping my way through my first orgasm. But she didn’t stop there. She plunged two fingers deep inside me and found my Gspot which she massaged whilst holding the little vibe on my clit. I began to shudder as the waves of pleasure washed over me. I came so hard I could hardly breathe, and my juices tricked down my thigh as confirmation that I could take no more. I jerked and spasmed in response to even the tiniest of touch and was almost crying as my body became a living puppet to her pulsating tongue. When she decided I had enough she stepped back and smiled at me. I collapsed flat onto the desk my thighs wet and gleaming and my clit red and swollen.
It took a few minutes for me to get my breath back and during that time my date adjusted her clothes and disappeared off to the bathroom without a single word. Whilst she was gone I took the hint to dress myself although I was still quite shaky. Upon her return she handed me an envelope and said simply ‘That will be all, you may leave’ and with that she sat at her desk, with the paperwork strewn around and began to read some notes. I was a little surprised, but I followed her lead and collected my things. I left with a big smile but without a backwards glance.

Anyone for Desert with Ava?

As an outcall escort in London, I get to go to plenty of places around the city and as a slim brown eyed blonde, I find that I have no limit of requests for dates. There are so any that I have enjoyed but here is a date that I enjoyed recently and is just a taster of what we could expect to enjoy together if we were to go out in London.

I love visiting the theatre and I was lucky enough, back in the summer, to be asked to accompany a client for an evening at the London Coliseum to watch the Royal National ballet perform the timeless classic, Swan Lake. The performance started at 7.30 and we were to meet and have drinks in the theatre bar at 6.45. I took great care getting ready that evening as I wanted to create a look of timeless elegance and beauty. I decided upon a Grecian style dress in pale peach which was hand embroidered with delicate roses with tiny diamantes which caught the light when I moved. With my long hair, softly framing my face and some sparkly heels to give some height, I am only 5’5 so I am fortunate that I can wear very high heels without being too tall for my companions, I was ready.

I entered the bar at precisely 6.45 and it was already extremely busy. There were people jostling for bar service and I spied my companion at the far end, waving his hand to catch my attention. He had already ordered our drinks and found a secluded table away from the throng. We spent the next forty five minutes chatting and laughing and I felt comfortable and at ease with my date when it was time to watch the performance. We moved arm in arm to our seats in the dress circle and we settled down to enjoy the beauty and grace of the dancers.

The performance lasted three hours however the time just flew by as we were both enjoying it so much. Emotionally exhausted we followed the rest of the audience out to the bar and onto the chill of the evening air. My companion had thoughtfully booked a table for us at bertorelli’s which was just a short walk from the Theatre and we made our way there, again arm in arm, discussing our favourite moments of the ballet. We were just in time for last orders at the restaurant and so giggling like a pair of school children we only ordered our main courses whispering to each other that we would have dessert back at his hotel.
The meal was simply delicious, light and full of flavour. More wine was savoured and enjoyed and we were so engrossed in each other that we did not notice that the restaurant had emptied and we were the last couple left. The waiting staff were cleaning up around us and we realised that it was time to leave. We hailed a black cab and rode the short journey in amicable silence back to his hotel.

He held my hand to assist me out of the cab and didn’t let go until we reached his room where he helped me out of my coat and turned to face me. He stroked my cheek and lent down to kiss me softly. He was so tender I melted into his arms and gave myself fully to his embrace. He lifted me up and carried me carefully over to the plumped bed and lay me down. We both kicked off our shoes but all the while our eyes were locked in a visual embrace.

He lay down on the bed beside me and kissed my lips in tiny little butterfly kisses and I reached my hands up to his neck and caressed his neck and shoulders. They snaked down his back and under his jacket to feel the warm, smooth skin of his back and he sat up enough so that I could remove both his jacket and his shirt. His kisses were becoming more urgent now and I responded with passionate kisses of my own, biting his bottom lip and entwining my tongue around his. He began undressing me by undoing the clasp which effectively held the whole dress together and as it was released the dress melted away from my skin to reveal my smooth bare flesh. He took a sharp intake of breath and whispered ‘you’re beautiful’ drinking in the sight of my flat belly, the curve of my hip and my full, pert breasts. He explored every part of me with his hands, tongue and lips, all the while working his way down to my most womanly of places. He paused slightly upon arrival and I could feel his hot breath between my legs. I was more than ready for him so I parted my legs slightly and lifted my hips to almost offer myself to him.

He needed no further encouragement and enthusiastically continued his explorations with his tongue. He drove me wild with desire, his probing tongue was relentless and each time I reached fulfilment I thought I had reached heaven however he had other ideas and he kept me on the brink as each wave of passion washed over me. I was writhing on the bed almost crawling away, such was the intensity of each orgasm, but he wouldn’t let me relax and kept sucking, probing, rubbing. His power was such that he wouldn’t let me touch him and he kept me pinned down to enjoy the ultimate pleasure I have ever felt. I reached a point where I felt an intense feeling like a white hot ball growing from within, it became more and more intense as his thumb slid back and forth over me, faster and faster. I cried out and began panting, short, shallow breaths. My hips had a mind of their own and they began to jerk and spasm of their own accord in response to his thumb. Then he knew I was ready. He slid powerfully inside and held himself there, completely still. No thrusting, no pumping just completely still. I was amazed that I could feel him pulsating inside and my own contractions held him tight, squeezing with each pulse. After what seemed like an age, we both released and fell back onto the bed, exhausted. He stroked my cheek and we smiled almost shyly at each other. He held me in a safe embrace, encircled in his arms and he kissed the top of my head. I must have dozed, because when I awoke, the thin pale light of very early morning was extending across the room.

I slid quietly out of the bed so that I didn’t disturb my companion and I padded softly to the shower. The water was invigorating and before long I was dressed and ready to leave. As I collected my shoes I noticed a peach rose laid across an envelope with my name on. I slipped both into my bag and kissed my companion on his stubbly cheek before quietly leaving.

Tease to please with Berta

I love working as a London escort, I guess I just have that kind of personality. I have no inhibitions to speak of and this helps me completely let go and thoroughly enjoy every pleasurable minute of each of my appointments. I love the variety and the freedom escorting brings me and the opportunity to become whatever I want to be with that particular client. I have a very naughty personality, some call me cheeky whilst others call me a little minx, but I know they mean it in a good way.

A perfect example is my regular incall gentleman. He books me for an incall appointment in my Paddington location. My gentleman is a retired banker who loves to be teased. I always look forward to his visits as they give me the opportunity to be very naughty indeed! When he arrives, I take his coat and he always has a little gift for me like a box of chocolates, a bunch of flowers or a little item of jewelry. I tell him it is not necessary, but I think he is the kind of person who enjoys giving to see the pleasure it brings to the recipient.

I always have a glass of brandy ready for him and he drinks this whilst I run him a warm bubbly bath and make a fuss of him. I undress him and join him in the bath where we have fun in all the bubbles and we soap each other up and make quite a lot of mess! I sit on his lap in the warm bubbles and he strokes me all over, paying a great deal of attention to my 36D breasts. He loves the way my nipples become erect at his touch and he rolls them between his thumb and forefinger thoughtfully before taking them in his mouth and sucking hungrily on them. We stay in the bath until the water begins to get tepid and then we dry ourselves. I have a large fluffy robe I keep especially for him and he envelopes himself in it and waits for me in the lounge whilst I get ready for him.

Every week my gentleman gets a very special personal lap dance from me. He loves me to dress in my sexiest outfits and then gradually remove each item of clothing as I dance around him suggestively. At our last appointment I had decided to wear a gorgeous long silk wrap over dress, much like a kimono but longer, black silk stockings, my louboutin black heels, a tiny black lace thong which tied at the sides and a peekaboo bra which had two pieces of lace in each cup of the bra which could be slid apart for easy access to the nipple. I pinned my hair up for the final effect and sashayed out to the lounge where my gentleman waited in anticipation.

I turned my stereo on low for some sexy background music and began to sway in time to the beat. As I danced, I moved around his chair, stroking his face, thigh or chest as I did so. He was mesmerized by me and this spurred me on to be naughtier. Once I could see the physical stirrings of his interest I decided it was time to reveal a little more flesh.

As I moved my body I slowly slid the belt of my dress undone and dropped one of the shoulders off suggestively, I continued to move, slowly gyrating my hips and running my hand up and down my own curves whilst allowing my dress to slip into a puddle of material at my feet revealing my stockings panties and bra in all their glory. I moved closer to him and suggestively encircled one nipple with a fingernail, parting the soft lacy material as I did so and exposing a dark, hard nipple. This certainly got the reaction I was hoping for as he instantly began to shift in his chair. I moved myself closer and wiggled in between his thighs so that his robe gaped open, revealing his growing manliness. I stroked him with my other hand whilst still teasing my own nipple with the other, leaning in closer so that my nipple brushed his lips as I sashayed and swayed.

I stepped back so that I was just out of reach and his arms fell back to his sides, disappointed. I smiled a very naughty smile and brought my hands down to my hips to play with the ribbons which held my thong in place. I played with them suggestively, running them through my fingers and pulling just a little so that they inched undone, millimeter by millimeter. I turned to face away from him when I pulled the ribbons in one final flourish and whipped the panties away completely. My bottom wiggled and jiggled in front and I bent over so that he could have a glimpse of my pussy from behind. I continued to dance and wiggle whilst gradually backing up to him until I was eventually standing astride his lap moving my hips from side to side. His hands found my hips and he explored the curves of my bottom, the tops of my thighs and my soft pink pussy. His fingers gingerly began to slide over my pussy lips and I knew he wanted to feel the hot wetness between my legs but in one move I had spun around to face him and I bent over to dangle a full breast at his lips. He couldn’t resist and he licked and sucked the nipple that was offered to him. I had intended to move away and tease some more but I did enjoy the frisson of electrifying pleasure I felt every time he gently nibbled on my nipple so I cupped each breast and moved each one in turn across his lips, savoring the feeling of intense pleasure I was getting from his mouth.

His hands soon found their way to my pleasure spot between my legs and he rubbed his fingers back and forth over my wet lips. I parted my legs to let him know that he could now explore further and without any more encouragement he slid a strong finger deep into me. I rode his finger up and down until my legs ached and sensing my growing discomfort he turned me around and sat me down onto his manhood so that I was in a backwards cowgirl position. I lean both hands on his knees and rode him well. My legs were wrapped around the back of the chair so that I could lean further and give him access to go as deep as he could and within minutes we were both roaring with delight. He held my breasts to support me which rendered me totally powerless to go anywhere except ride back and forth, up and down on his very impressive manhood.

I love seeing my retired gentleman and I get a great deal of physical pleasure from him. I know he enjoys seeing me and I look forward to our weekly trysts. The question is, you have heard how much fun a simple 1 hour encounter can be so can we make a date to have some fun together perhaps?